Lord Infamous - Shanks lyrics

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Lord Infamous - Shanks lyrics

[Hook] 2x Shanks n***a, shanks n***a Gimme everything got your (?) n***a Shanks n***a, shanks n***a ........................brains n***a [Verse 1: Lord Infamous] .............................. Locked up for 23 and a half hours a day Back to ... arian brotherhood in this place Where all the k**ers they play Vice Lords and Gangster Disciples The ma**acre mob, ain't no gla** concernin' me A k**er sword into your jugular Ain't no damn surgery, ain't no infirmary Callin' this b**h with a nickle (?) Knowin' you in this sh**hole for 15 years Never come home, 'til your b**h move on All your kids so grown, you got no kids Mommy just died but you can't see the funeral (?) set the f**in' way Your cousins play suicide everyday If you wanna (?) n***a better sharpen that shank [Verse 2: Lil Jack] We got sickles and hatchets Kidnap 'em, detach all the h-izz-eads And drop 'em in baskets (?) razor blade gashes Murder with patience Stabbin 'em yellin out "Manson!" ... Till they skull is fractured Your rounds are trash You n***as stashin' hazards f*ggot ba*tards, rape his a** or Get cast-e-rated Don't get decapitated My guillotine hit this n***as life evaporated I got a couple gangsta b**hes with me masturbatin' She told me "Gucci Mane gay be exaggeratin'" Shanks n***a ... n***a ... n***a Shanks n***a, shanks n***a These rappers ain't hard as you think, n***a [Hook] 2x [Verse 3: Lord Infamous] BLAY! You b**hes soft, oh so soft Got no balls, ripped and robbed On that yard, callin' god Save me god, (?) This ain't ox, (?) Just like Ricky Ross Lickin' out yo a**hole raw Strikin' like a lightning rod Sidle lambs into the slaughter (?) tripped 'em with them (?) 40 Glocc should be ashamed How you got punked by The Game Penetration is severe Put a slug in his inner ear When it came up out the rear of his brains Windshield just got smeared I'll expose all rappers actors Yall just pose, you n***as hoes If you came up with that role, b**h I will whoop you out yo clothes Don't believe everything you see I don't hate, I'm just sick of fakes Evil rampages wait in the blood game Have him (?) stang

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